ROAR!
A primordial roar erupted as Drake instantly transformed into a massive Allosaurus.
The Allosaurus swung its claw high, then hammered it down toward the testing device with lightning speed.
THUD!
The Allosaurus's claw struck like a giant hammer hitting a bronze gong, producing a deafening clang.
The numbers on the Doriki Value device jumped wildly, finally settling at 1200.
"No way, right?"
"How is that possible?"
"Hey hey hey, I thought the minimum Doriki to graduate from the Elite Camp was 1000? And this guy's still a rookie?"
"So that means... Drake already qualifies to be an officer?"
"That's right. If Drake passes the Elite Camp Assessment now, he could at least become a Marine Headquarters Major. Add in Military Merit, and he might even make Headquarters Colonel!"
The audience erupted into uproar, countless spectators stunned by Drake's display.
Even Sengoku, seated on the highest platform, gave an almost imperceptible nod, clearly satisfied with Drake.
A smug grin spread across Drake's face. His gaze swept the crowd and landed on Luo Sa at the very back of the line, the challenge in his eyes unmistakable.
Luo Sa met Drake's stare, his expression turning serious. A Doriki of 1200—even among the CP9 of ten years from now, only the top three could match that!
No wonder Drake was one of the future Supernovas; he was already showing such terrifying potential.
After Drake stepped down, one rookie after another took the test, but their results were all mediocre.
The later the test order, the shorter the recruit's training time. Falling short of the veteran rookies ahead of them was only natural.
After one disappointed rookie left the stage, the monster of this Elite Camp Assessment, Smoker, finally stepped up.
"Who do you think is stronger—Smoker or Drake?"
"If it's just the Doriki test, Drake wins for sure. But in a real fight, Smoker takes it!"
A knowledgeable spectator spoke up, earning unanimous agreement.
And the results proved him right. Smoker's final score was 1000, exactly the minimum for Elite Camp graduation.
Still, that was mainly because the Smoke-Smoke Fruit lacked offensive power.
After Smoker, his peer Hina took the test and scored 260.
That result was top-tier among female recruits and far stronger than most of the men.
As time passed, nearly everyone had finished testing. Only Luo Sa remained.
"Hahaha, it's my grandson! My grandson!"
Seeing Luo Sa finally take the stage, Garp burst into laughter, spraying donut crumbs everywhere.
"Hmph. Let's see if he's actually worth making an exception for," Akainu snorted coldly.
The moment Luo Sa stepped onto the platform, the audience buzzed with noise.
Thanks to Sakartam's deliberate leaks, many already knew Luo Sa's identity—and that he'd entered the New Recruit Camp through irregular means.
After Sakartam's embellishments, public opinion of Luo Sa was overwhelmingly negative.
"A little runt like him actually passed the Survival Trial? This Elite Camp Assessment must be a joke!"
"Exactly. And I heard he deliberately killed someone during the Survival Trial, but Vice Admiral Garp swept it under the rug!"
"Let's see his Doriki score. Even Garp can't rig that, right?!"
"Who knows?"
Luo Sa's ears twitched as he stepped onto the stage. His brow furrowed, anger rising in his chest.
He could ignore the rumors aimed at him, but targeting Grandpa Garp? That touched a nerve.
He glanced covertly at Garp, whose face was equally dark. Luo Sa closed his eyes briefly. Sakartam... I hope I don't run into you. If I do...
Then he looked up at the Doriki device and clenched his fist.
You want to see? Fine. I'll show you.
"Recruit Luo Sa. Begin your test," the instructor said flatly.
In his experience, the last few test-takers were never promising. He was just going through the motions.
Luo Sa gave the instructor a slight nod and walked up to the Doriki device.
"Winged Gull Half-Beastman Form!"
To the astonishment of every spectator, Luo Sa transformed into a bird-man.
He flapped his wings rapidly, soaring into the sky. Midair, he spun and dove straight down.
"Peck Strike!"
The Flying Attribute energy within him surged, condensing into a white light at the tip of his gull beak.
"Then, Swallow Return!"
The energy within him surged once more, causing the Winged Gull to accelerate abruptly.
Just as the Winged Gull was about to slam into the Doriki Value measuring device, his figure vanished in an instant. When he reappeared, he was already behind the instrument.
"Huh, he missed?"
"Ahahaha, that momentum just now really startled me, but who knew it was just a flashy show with no substance!"
The spectators began to jeer. With their eyesight, all they saw was Luo Sa's figure flying straight past the device.
They had no idea that Luo Sa had already completed a descending strike and shot back up in one fluid motion.
What else could that be but a miss?
"Recruit Luo Sa, you may attack once more. This time, don't miss!"
The instructor's face showed impatience as he cursed inwardly. As expected of the bottom-ranked recruit.
"Get lost, you disgraceful fool!"
Suddenly, Momonga snorted coldly, brushed the instructor aside with one hand, and strode up to the device.
The next moment, Momonga's eyes went wide, his face filled with disbelief.
"Recruit Luo Sa, Doriki Value: 1500!!!"
The instructor also sensed something was wrong and rushed forward. Upon seeing the result, his face twisted in shock as he blurted out.
"What?"
"1500 Doriki!!!"
Instantly, the entire spectator stand erupted, every face showing disbelief!
"What kind of joke is this!"
"That's impossible!"
"Right, it must be because of Vice Admiral Garp—someone tampered with the device!"
"Exactly, there's a fix in, and it's a huge one!"
The spectators buzzed with discussion, struggling to believe what they had just witnessed.
"Are you all questioning me?"
Momonga suddenly roared, his gaze sharp as lightning, instantly silencing the crowd.
"Hmph!"
"The Doriki test is now over. I will announce the results. The top fifty come to me for your ranking badges. Everyone else may leave!"
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